歌曲 | Isn't It Remarkable |
歌手 | Huffamoose |
专辑 | I Wanna Be Your Pants |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Hanson | |
She comes gently, leans before me. | |
Shines her smile of peacock plumes. | |
A snug mock-turtle salt and pepper dance around the room. | |
She's leaving traces of the days when she was queen. | |
She reigned, that's the way she'll always be. | |
Isn't it remarkable, her majesty remains. That's the way she'll always be. When she reigns, she rains. | |
She goes softly, trails her apricot breeze around the spiral staircase. | |
She's been making plans, plans to visit Spain. I think she's only making contact with the throne. When she was Queen she reigned that's the way she'll always be. | |
When she rains, streets are clean, hills drink from her evergreen. She's the royal hostess, holy ghostess |
zuo ci : Hanson | |
She comes gently, leans before me. | |
Shines her smile of peacock plumes. | |
A snug mockturtle salt and pepper dance around the room. | |
She' s leaving traces of the days when she was queen. | |
She reigned, that' s the way she' ll always be. | |
Isn' t it remarkable, her majesty remains. That' s the way she' ll always be. When she reigns, she rains. | |
She goes softly, trails her apricot breeze around the spiral staircase. | |
She' s been making plans, plans to visit Spain. I think she' s only making contact with the throne. When she was Queen she reigned that' s the way she' ll always be. | |
When she rains, streets are clean, hills drink from her evergreen. She' s the royal hostess, holy ghostess |
zuò cí : Hanson | |
She comes gently, leans before me. | |
Shines her smile of peacock plumes. | |
A snug mockturtle salt and pepper dance around the room. | |
She' s leaving traces of the days when she was queen. | |
She reigned, that' s the way she' ll always be. | |
Isn' t it remarkable, her majesty remains. That' s the way she' ll always be. When she reigns, she rains. | |
She goes softly, trails her apricot breeze around the spiral staircase. | |
She' s been making plans, plans to visit Spain. I think she' s only making contact with the throne. When she was Queen she reigned that' s the way she' ll always be. | |
When she rains, streets are clean, hills drink from her evergreen. She' s the royal hostess, holy ghostess |